
Well I or we now have a blog. That is so funny to me because yesterday I figured out how to upload pictures. Well I guess I am supposed to say whatever and Katie just so you know I am doing this because of you!!!! Well it is now bed time at the Fuller house one child is asleep no not the youngest it Makenzie. She is the easiest to get to bed the boys are running around. Kaelee is trying to get them in bed because they are tormenting her. I gave up about 30 min ago. So I am writing this I have decided that I am not the average mom or a super mom I am just me. Believe it or not I will have the kids on the bus tomorrow on time (they are not staying home with me). I will make breakfast in the morning no guarantees that all four will eat. If it is not scrambled eggs the boys are hit and miss. The girls are sick of eggs. Makenzie is great with yogurt and Kaelee prefers carbs like pancakes, waffles, french toast, and in her dreams hot Cinnamon rolls. So we generally have eggs because getting two of them to eat is better than just one.
Jay is out town tonight I really should be used to this but by the middle of the week I need a grown up, but really I just need him. He is my sidekick or I am his whichever makes him feel the manliest. So having him gone I have learn a few things, like having a 125lb dog sleep at the foot of your bed is comforting. I really find this funny because when Jay is around ICE(the dog) protects the kids, when Jay is gone ICE protects me (I am that big of a wimp) I have also learned the kids prefer Dominoes pizza to just about anything I can make, and it is quicker and easier.(Jay wonders why we a sick of pizza on the weekends he will never know). I have learned that I can drive through a migraine I just may get tested for drunk driving, but hey my kids get where they need to be. I have learned that even though it sucks to miss Jay like this I can do it. I can survive to Friday when he will be home. I can do this. Well as you can probably tell I am still trying to believe the last part. But come Friday all four kids are alive (barely), fed (most of the time), most of the homework is done, and I am hoping I only got four more grey hairs.